[M. E. Braddon], ‘Oh, my Cousin, Shallow Hearted!’

At the end of his second session Roland went abroad with his dying mother. He came back alone, six weeks after his mother’s death, and went straight to Gwen-doline for consolation. He found her in deep mourning; all a-glitter with bracelets and necklaces of shining jet; looking very fair and stately in her trailing black robes; but he found her drawing-room filled with callers, and he left her wounded and angry. He thought her so much a part of himself, that he had expected to find her grief equal to his own. He went to her again, in a passionate outbreak of grief and anger; told her that she was cold-hearted and ungrateful, and that she had never loved the aunt who had been almost a mother to her. Lady Gwendoline was the last woman in the world to submit to any such reproof. She was astounded by her lover’s temerity.